(written for BC) I'm in the midst of the third move this year. This has been a journey. I'm pleasantly surprised at the horizon ahead.

They opened the economy here, but I don't think I feel safe going out more than I absolutely have to... and when I go out, I wear a mask.

And I'm all out of space weed.

A video for this is at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZ8La1G44KM - my skink eating live worms from the bait shop and some berries.

I came alone No weapons drawn In my hands Or on the page I’m unarmed and blank I saved a song To dance along The room is burning down Holy shit get out I’ll stand on my head To remember what you said I’m a little scrambled…

tried out a mic it turns out I don't really like

One day I will be of sharper wit I’ll know the words and what to say and shit One day I will be a better man I’ll make good plans and then ill stick to them Some day time will be not so harsh I’ll schedule yoga meetings in the park…